Showing posts with label Shadow Police. Show all posts
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23 May 2016

Blog tour: Who Killed Sherlock Holmes? - guest post by Paul Cornell

As you should now, Who Killed Sherlock Holmes by Paul Cornell was published last Thursday, 19 May and it is AMAZING. I attended the launch event at Forbidden Planet in London  (here is Paul reading from the book) and reviewed it here and I'd urge you to go and read it at once (get it at your local bookshop, or here, here or here - or there are some signed copies at Forbidden Planet...)

As if that wasn't enough excitement I'm honoured that as part of his blog tour for the book Paul has written a guest piece for THIS BLOG about the mixed genres of this book

So... enough preliminary stuff: over to Paul!

I've always been interested in what happens when one genre collides with another, so if I was going to do urban fantasy, it was always going to be a police procedural. That is to say, the audience understands what the rules of this world should be, just like the characters do, only to find those rules thrown out of the window.

The heroes of the Shadow Police novels are a team of ordinary modern London Metropolitan Police officers, who accidentally gain 'the Sight', the ability to see the magic and the monsters most people can't. They decide that the only way to survive and stay sane is to use their training to deal with them. They have no magical mentor figure, no ability with magic themselves (though one of them is doing his best to learn), just their wits and an Ops Board that now looks like a piece of gothic art.

In the new novel, Who Killed Sherlock Holmes? they encounter the 'corpse' of Holmes' ghost, lying in the Museum at 221b Baker Street, a ceremonial dagger in his back. Ghosts in my London are the collective memories of all Londoners, living and dead, so they include, as well as the famous deceased, fictional and mythological characters. The first question they have to ask is almost an existential one: what does it mean to kill a ghost? Does this have something to do with the three different versions of Holmes being filmed concurrently in London? What about the fact that the crimes of the Conan Doyle canon are being re-enacted, in order, in their original locations?

So we have an impossible situation that's going to be investigated using real world techniques, one genre encountering another, in a very strict way, I think, because this is hopefully what crime fans call a pure whodunit, the sort where the reader can play along. That's important when the fantastic is involved. The characters shouldn't be able to pull out some impossible resource that the author hasn't told the readers about. SF and fantasy readers look for cues, as they read, as to the nature of the world they're discovering. Crime readers are attuned to look for clues and red herrings in the same way, so to some degree mixing those two genres is just a question of carefully substituting one of these things for another. And some energy and surprises can be found in not telling the reader which is which.
I hope the book is satisfying for readers of both genres. And, incidentally, for new readers, since I've made sure that it forms a good jumping-on point if the subject matter has attracted you to your first Shadow Police experience. Myself I'm happy for these books to be called Fantasy Procedurals. That rather trips off the tongue.

Who Killed Sherlock Holmes? was published by TOR UK on 19/07/2016

Paul Cornell has been Hugo-nominated for his work in TV, comics and prose, and is a BSFA award-winner for short fiction. He has also written some of Doctor Who’s best-loved episodes for the BBC, and has more recently written for the Sherlock-inspired TV show Elementary, starring Jonny Lee Miller and Lucy Liu. He lives in Gloucestershire.

Find out more www.paulcornell.com and @paul_cornell.


18 May 2016

Review: Who Killed Sherlock Holmes? by Paul Cornell

Who Killed Sherlock Holmes? (Shadow Police 3)
Paul Cornell
Tor, 19 May 2016
HB, PB 368 pages
Source: Advance copy from Tor

There are, it has to be said, a fair number of "weird s*** in London" novels, many, even, of the "supernatural police" variety. But I don't think any author has been as audacious, as ruthless as Cornell. There's a moment in his last one, The Severed Streets, that you'll know if you've read it. I'm not going to say here what it is, in case you haven't read that yet, but what Cornell does there... well, after that, anything can happen. And here it does.

Death of a ghost? Gods of London? Hell about to swallow all those who have lived in the city? Not just one Sherlock Holmes, but three, no, four, no... actually I lost count. There's a lot going on, and it's taking a toll on the Shadow Police (a name which I think hasn't actually appeared before). Indeed, that's one of the other distinctive things about Cornell: his characters suffer. Lisa Ross has given up all future happiness. She lives life in a numb haze. DI James Quill is so scarred by fear for his family, knowing as he does that they will go to Hell with all other Londoners, that he's falling apart, becoming ineffective. Part of it is that he can't tell what he knows, and it's destroying him. The team, in short, isn't a team any more. DC Costain carried out a terrible betrayal, with the best of intentions, and he's haunted by that.

A potential fifth member of the team, DS Rebecca Lofthouse, is keeping secrets of her own. She's been a rather peripheral character so far but is about to get some attention herself from the Smiling Man, the sinister figure who seems to be the source of something very bad in London.

Cornell weaves his threads together skilfully, setting up a string of crimes which seem to begin with the death of Sherlock Holmes's ghost. Arising from the "Holmes mania" caused by three separate TV versions of the Great Detective filming at once, something seems to be being made real. To be being Remembered in London. Yet the focus isn't all on the crime, but equally on the hurt people trying to unwrap everything and on exploring the mystery that is London.

What I especially enjoy about these novels is the sense that "our chaps" don't know it all. They are learning about this London stuff as they go along, spinning plausible theories which are often proved wrong, getting snippets of information from informants and going into situations with little real idea how they'll get out. (Um. Perhaps a bit like real policing?) That is more plausible to me, somehow, than bumping into an aged wizard who will rapidly update you on the situation, offer you a magic potion and advise you not to go South of the River when there's a full moon. (Whether that's really sound advice or not).

But this lack of knowledge also places them in danger and, as I said above, they suffer and they suffer convincingly. Indeed in Quill this book has at its centre I think a character who is either going through depression or experiencing PTSD or perhaps both and showing the range of behaviours that brings with it, including, in one harrowing sequence, setting off into London - into Hell? - convinced he knows the answers when he is clearly delusional and vulnerable

It doesn't make for an easy read, but after the earlier books (you have read the earlier books, right?) you won't be expecting that?

It's not all gloom of course. Cornell laces the story with a wicked thread of humour, whether it's allusions to films that aren't all about Sherlock ("He's not Satan" said Ross. "He's just a very naughty boy") or just nice asides ("You have friends in Hell now.") He nods to real people and things (for example the excellent Baker Street Babes). He's also quite sharp in placing the action - for example on Moorgate: "The way the architecture toyed with the history of the place seemed... insulting, askew. That meant bad things could happen here." That made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I don't want to get all spooky but I have walked along Moorgate and felt that, although I couldn't put it into words. I'm not saying that Cornell's stuff is true here but he is onto something. Brrr.

It's a compelling read, really in a class of its own, whether you're a Holmes fan who's read all the books or you've just imbibed the mythology. And you'll be glad to know that something is coming up in this London... the book ends shortly before Hallowe'en, and that means there must be wickedness afoot in the next instalment, surely?

I'm honoured to be publishing a piece by Paul here on Monday 23 May, as part of the Who Killed Sherlock Holmes blog tour - see below.